Chapter 173 Hiei's True Characteristics
Chapter 173 Hiei's True Characteristics
Just then, Yang Huanying's pretty face was filled with anger as she strode aggressively toward the hall.
Wu Gang, who was waving his fist and preparing to continue his attack, stopped instantly upon seeing Yang Huanying, as if he had been frozen in place.
Xu Ting, who was standing to the side, originally wanted to say a few more words, but sensing the anger emanating from Yang Huanying, he wisely shut his mouth, turned around, silently walked to a chair not far away, and sat down.
"At this critical juncture! And you two still have the mind to fight amongst yourselves!" Yang Huanying roared furiously, her voice so loud it seemed the whole room would collapse.
"Do you really have to wait until those Netherworld Demons come to our door again and turn this place upside down before you're willing to put aside your prejudices and have a peaceful conversation?" Yang Huanying became more and more indignant as she spoke, her chest heaving with emotion.
Then, she glared at Wu Gang and said angrily, "Xiao Gang! Come here, I have something to say to you!" Before she finished speaking, Yang Huanying walked upstairs without looking back, each step filled with anger.
Seeing Yang Huanying, who was usually so amiable, so angry, Wu Gang couldn't help but feel a little scared.
But knowing he was in the wrong, he didn't dare say anything more and obediently turned around, taking slightly heavy steps, and followed Yang Huanying upstairs.
On the other side, Xu Ting, sitting in a chair, took in all of this.
He snorted coldly, a hint of disdain on his face.
Then, he reached for the car keys on the table, stood up, and turned to walk towards the shop's door without hesitation, seemingly wanting to escape this tense place as soon as possible.
However, just as Xu Ting was about to reach the door, he heard Ouyang Qing's cold, questioning voice from behind.
"What? Are you trying to desert? Or are you just going to give up on yourself and wallow in self-pity?"
Upon hearing these words, Xu Ting's body trembled violently, as if struck by a thunderbolt.
His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move forward even an inch.
He gripped the cold car key tightly in his hand. Due to excessive force, his knuckles had turned white, and the veins were faintly visible.
Immediately, Xu Ting slowly turned his head, his gaze sharp and fixed on Ouyang Qing.
At that moment, his eyes burned with a flame that symbolized anger.
Ouyang Qing met Xu Ting's gaze without fear, a satisfied smile playing on her lips: "That's right! That's the kind of look that's full of fighting spirit."
"Don't blame Xiaogang for speaking so harshly. Your eyes were completely lifeless a few days ago, unlike now where you have such a strong presence!"
Ouyang Qing paused, then continued, "However, having a keen eye isn't enough. If you don't want to lose to someone so easily again, especially that guy who made you lose face..."
At this point, Ouyang Qing paused deliberately, observing Xu Ting's reaction.
Xu Ting's face grew increasingly gloomy, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles cracking.
Seeing this, Ouyang Qing nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Then come with me! I know a place where I will impart to you, without reservation, all my understanding of the Flying Shadow Armor as a magic practitioner, as well as all kinds of exquisite combat techniques!"
"As long as you are willing to study hard, you will surely be able to defeat the enemy who once defeated you in time!"
After saying that, Ouyang Qing stepped forward without hesitation and walked towards Xu Ting.
He nimbly reached out his right hand, snatched the car keys from Xu Ting's hand, and walked straight towards the parking lot outside without looking back.
Xu Ting remained standing there, motionless.
However, his mind was replaying the unforgettable battle from a few days ago—An Miu Xiu appeared before him like a ghost, launching a thunderous attack, while he was forced to retreat under the opponent's storm of attacks, ultimately suffering a crushing defeat.
Those painful and humiliating memories surged into his mind like a tide, assaulting his nerves again and again.
Whether it was An Mixiu's sharp moves or his contemptuous yet instructive tone towards his juniors, they were all deeply imprinted in Xu Ting's mind, and even played out repeatedly in his dreams on countless nights.
Finally, Xu Ting gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
He turned around abruptly, took long strides, and quickly caught up with Ouyang Qing's receding figure.
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Moments later, dozens of kilometers from downtown York State, an abandoned factory stood alone.
With a piercing roar of an engine, a black sedan sped up and came to a steady stop behind the abandoned factory.
The car door was quickly opened, and Ouyang Qing got out first, followed by Xu Ting, who looked puzzled.
Without the slightest hesitation, the two strode hurriedly into the abandoned factory.
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Shortly after the two entered the abandoned factory, a figure suddenly emerged slowly from the shadows beside them.
The man skillfully climbed into the car that had been parked earlier, then stepped on the gas without hesitation and sped off in the opposite direction, disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye.
Upon entering the factory, the light suddenly became dim.
As Ouyang Qing led the way, he said to Xu Ting, who was following closely behind, "This is our stronghold in Yuezhou!"
After walking for about ten more minutes, the two arrived at a huge training ground.
"Alright, Xiao Ting, enough chit-chat. I've already witnessed the entire process of you fighting the Netherworld Demon while wearing the Flying Shadow Armor."
"Now, I want to ask you, how much do you really know about the true combat characteristics of the Flying Shadow Armor?"
After speaking, Ouyang Qing stared intently at Xu Ting, waiting for his reply.
After thinking seriously for a moment, Xu Ting replied with a serious expression:
"Swift as the wind, silent as the forest, sweeping as fire, and unpredictable as the shadows!"
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